“And now, the weather,” Clefable said. “Our usual weathercaster is out today, but in Castform’s place we have Kirlia.”
“Thanks, Clefable!” Kirlia said, standing in front of a map. “Let me just check what the forecast is.” Kirlia ripped a hole in space, causing an unending screech to echo from within the tear between dimensions, and they peered into the rip. “Hmm…” They closed the tear. “Yep, looks like sunny days all this week, so put on your dancing shoes for those happy sunny mornings!”
-Odemon #281 Kirlia